It was right at lunchtime, during the peak traffic period, and Shi Yang was stuck under the overpass, wishing he could step on the gas and turn his car into a plane, flying over the long line of cars stretching in front of him.
He was anxious as he followed the car in front, inching along this golden traffic jam spot.
The call just now was from Zhang Xin. Qu Chaozong had fainted from exhaustion and she had taken him to a private hospital in the West District. He was now receiving an IV and is fine.
Until Shi Yang saw Qu Chaozong with his own eyes, he couldn't just imagine Zhang Xin's words that he was fine.
Finally, after navigating through the congested traffic, Shi Yang made it onto the wide outer ring road. He quickly stepped on the gas, racing toward the private hospital.
Zhang Xin hung up the phone and looked up at the person standing in front of her, her brows knitted tightly, "Doctor Hao, what's up?"
